“Counsel, does the limited disclosure address the employment clause of the trust in full?”
“It does, Your Honor. It confirms continuous lawful employment and active public service. It also notes that the decedent was advised by counsel that such proof could be provided under seal should the clause ever be challenged.”
My mother, even dead, outmaneuvering them from the grave.
I feel that like warmth and grief at the same time.
Judge Miller nods once. Then he looks at Gerald Davis and Robert Vance with a face stripped clean of county politeness.
“I am dismissing this complaint with prejudice.”
The words land one by one, each harder than the last.
“Furthermore, the court is issuing sanctions against the plaintiff in the amount of forty-five thousand two hundred dollars for legal fees, bad-faith filings, and the administrative burden improperly placed upon federal review channels. In addition, the court awards the defendant fifty thousand dollars in damages for defamation to be paid from the plaintiff’s personal share of the estate.”
Gerald closes his eyes.
Ashley covers her mouth.
Robert just stares.
He opens his mouth once, closes it, then finally manages, “We didn’t know.”